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So unsuspected violets Within the fields lie low, Too late for striving fingers That passed, an hour ago.
Jo Leeje citiralaprije 4 godine
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
Jdlyn Crtzje citiraoprije 5 godina
DAWN.
When night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It 's time to smooth the hair
And get the dimples ready, And wonder we could care For that old faded midnight That frightened but an hour.
Jaz Alvje citiraoprije 5 godina
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
An-nisa Pratiwije citiralaprije 7 godina
The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door;
aiaje citiralaprije 3 mjeseca
The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more.
aiaje citiralaprije 3 mjeseca
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
aiaje citiralaprije 3 mjeseca
ALMOST!
Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village, Sauntered as soft away! So unsuspected violets Within the fields lie low, Too late for striving fingers That passed, an hour ago.
aiaje citiralaprije 4 mjeseca
'T is so much joy! 'T is so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so This side the victory!
aiaje citiralaprije 4 mjeseca
Our share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning.
Here a star, and there a star, Some lose their way. Here a mist, and there a mist, Afterwards — day!